Left Alone

October 11, 2010
By Rachel Frain SILVER, Park City, Utah
Rachel Frain SILVER, Park City, Utah
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The cold, calm night
At Crater Lake.

4 girls share a cabin,
by a small pond.

“Fishing is what we’ll do!”
I leave to get my shoes.

When I arrive nobody is there.
All . . . A L O N E.

I search,

and search.
No one to be found.

Over the fence to the pond.
There lay three girls spread upon logs.

“Having fun yet?” I giggle.
A canoe I spot, so we get in it.

Somethings missing . . .
“How will we fish?”

We look,

and look.
But theres nothing to use,
Besides hangers.

“Lets have a competition!”
We use our skills to sit and wait.

But no fish were found.
Just a shiny, white, egg.

The author's comments:
For my wonderful sister, Jesika.

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